Chapter 71

“What’s the matter?”

“Where were you thirteen years ago on March 14th? Did you ever find yourself on Pine Street in Frant

City?”

“I can’t recall.” Sylvía turned her head away, maintaining an icy facade.

It had been ages, how could she possibly remember?

“Alright, I’ll ask you another question.”

Edgar wasn’t fazed, he persisted patiently, “Do you remember a car accident thirteen years ago on March 14th? Three people died on the scene, and only a young boy in the backseat survived. He was rescued by a girl.”

Why was he asking that?

Could that young boy have been him?

Sylvia looked into his probing eyes. Part of her memory was stirred, and she found herself remembering fragmented images.

She did rescue someone that year, but it was pure happenstance.

Sylvia never took it to heart.

What’s more, her visit to Frant city that year was driven by a very important matter concerning the Smith family’s secrets. She had no intention of sharing this with Edgar, nor did she want him to continue his investigation.

It was too risky. Sylvia didn’t want anyone else entangled in it.

“No, I don’t know,” Sylvia answered coldly. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

Edgar instinctively tried to stop her, but her icy gaze made him pull back his outstretched hand.

“Don’t forget your role as the fiance of Nancy, Mr. Fallen. Perhaps you should pay more attention to your bride–to–be.”

Sylvia scoffed at him, unlocked the door, and left.

Just as Sylvia turned her back, she noticed a flicker of disappointment in his eyes.

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It was barely noticeable, a fleeting moment, but she managed to catch it.

What was Edgar disappointed about?

didn’t

her now. He

hair, and stepped out of the private room without

the hostile gaze of

glared at her, seething with an

truth about you hiring someone to torment Miss Mellis will soon be laid bare! When the time comes,

“Are you done?”

lips curling into a provocative smile. “Then bring it on. I’ll wait

frame, she

eyes with her, her eyes brimming with laughter, and he couldn’t help but retreat a few

stilettos, made a swift

dining room, only the echo of her

“It’s really strange.”

couldn’t make heads or tails of

two days since Edgar’s five–day deadline.

over it like white on rice, continually speculating about

negative comments, focusing solely on preparing

shooting

folder next

it with me. I’ll call you when I’m done.”

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gaze didn’t waver from her computer screen, her fingers dancing aerom

bit her tongue, looking at her boss, then decided to speak up: “Ms. Lancey, have YOU ARE WE they’re

glanced at

her a sidelong look and went back to her work.

Beth was left scratching

laptop, leaned back in her

who, in front of the press, promised to clarify the situation. I’m just waiting to see what kind

it?”

“But…”

The talent show’s just around the corner, and you’ve got your

Sylvia was no pushover, Beth bit her lip, going back to her work.

candle at both ends, working

hospital a stone’s throw away from Angle Group, Nancy was lying on her bed, killing time on her phone.

days, she’d been monitoring the online mudslinging towards Sylvia, even paying a few keyboard warriors to stir the

of praise for herself and criticism of Sylvia drown out the defense of Sylvia,

pleased as punch.

message popped up, freezing the smile

Mellis, Mr. Fallen hasn’t made any major moves these past couple of

not sure what his

lend a hand, he’d been keeping a keen eye on Edgar’s

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